and cry out your name
to let it be known in all of the heavens
their angel has fallen to a devilish saint
I look to the skies
and watch you set them aflame
and fly to the heart of the fire
to wallow in such a glorious pain
I look to the skies
to find myself lost in your eyes
so I give you my hand
and follow you through your lovely maze
and follow you through your lovely maze
I look to the skies
to see them crumble in spite
as I fall to my knees
to worship your wicked ways
-S.P. Scarlett
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